Boyfriends Always Turned out to Be a Horror Movie Boss

Reincarnation space

the handsome man with white hair looked at the data on the light screen, and his face was serious.

"The next world is" nightmare ". This world is more difficult. It's a horror movie with no solution. Please pay attention to buying life-saving props. If it's not possible, I can pay in advance."

Standing next to the white haired man, his muscles swelled and swelled to an exaggeration.

His eyes were calm and he said softly, "OK."

The only woman in the team, the girl with red hair on fire, came over and said with a smile: "mm-hmm! No problem, boss! This * * OSS is so powerful that it can't be said! Wow, I'm afraid to think about it. I can't even sleep. Otherwise, I'll be dragged into my dream and killed. It's terrible! It's really a famous horror film boss in film history

"Fortunately, the background of this series is the end of the law era, otherwise it would be too difficult to have a few more ghosts and so on!"

A thin man with a low sense of presence whispered, "well, if only Eliza had not run wild. Her mind control was just right for the world."

"Don't mention Eliza. Buy the equipment as soon as possible. It has news that the mission mode may change this time, and the difficulty will be improved. However, many weapons have been reduced in price. Take advantage of this good opportunity to buy more. After all, God is not always so generous!" Hearing the speech, the white haired man kneaded his brow and felt helpless.

"Yes, Captain!"

The rest of the team answered.

In such a peaceful atmosphere of the team, no one can imagine that this is the top five teams in the reincarnation space, and the existence that countless bottom samsara people yearn for in those horror film world.

He picked up the schoolbag and checked it carefully. Zhou Yu's thin and slender fingers stroked the black fingerprints on the shoulder strap that couldn't be wiped off.

The schoolbag made of simple light brown denim is simple in design and has no decoration.

This also makes the mark of the ghost hand that appears abruptly on the strap look very dazzling.

There was a flicker of suspicion in Zhou Yu's green eyes. He was staring at the fingerprint, and his lips were pursed.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, this black fingerprint is just a frightening joke, meaningless.

But Zhou Yu felt inexplicably that the fingerprint belonged to a person he knew very well - Maurice.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yu suddenly stood up and looked around for the trace of Maurice. There was an invisible light in his deep green eyes.

But looking around, there was only a lonely scene in winter, and there was no pedestrian on the desolate street.

There was no trace of Maurice.

He raised his lips with sarcasm, and Zhou Yu shook his head ironically. His black hair, which was slightly disordered, fell down and covered his eyes.

What is he thinking.

How could the long lost guy suddenly come back and bring back his schoolbag which was trapped in the sea of fire?

However, it's really strange, how can this schoolbag be here?

Zhou Yu clearly remembers that today, because his locker was covered with cursed graffiti, he did not choose to put his schoolbag in as usual, instead, he carried it directly into the classroom.

And the sudden fire also set fire to everything in the classroom.

Unless someone brings the bag back in the middle of the fire.

But is it necessary?

Risk your life to get a worthless bag?

Zhou Yu was very thoughtful, but he couldn't think of the answer for a moment. So he frowned, opened the door and walked in.

Click - the door is closed and Zhou Yu enters the house.

Outside, the originally empty door suddenly twisted.

A hand, which had been burned so much, emerged from the void and placed a bunch of roses with dew on the edge of the door frame.

The bright red rose exudes the intoxicating fragrance, lying quietly on the stone floor which has become calm again, as if telling something.

When Zhou Yu stepped into the living room, his eyes narrowed slightly because of the dark environment.

It was dark in the house, only the living room showed some light.

Zhou Yu stepped forward and saw that the old black and white TV set in the living room was making a harsh noise, and the screen was full of snowflakes.

On the sofa facing the TV, the man with beer belly is full of beard, snoring and sleeping soundly.

The living room is not big, just a sofa takes up most of the area, and the beer bottles and food residues scattered around the sofa fill the living room full, almost into a garbage heap.

Zhou Yu's room is on the innermost side of the house. If you want to cross it, you have to go through the living room. So he walked into the living room without any expression and stepped on the ground in a mess and went to the sofa.

On the sofa, the untidy man is still sleeping, his fragile neck exposed to the light of the TV.Zhou Yu's beautiful green eyes flashed with a faint cold light, and his fingers quietly attached a folding knife in his pocket.

Recently, the so-called father has become more and more degenerate.

Because of the huge medical expenses paid by Paul's family, the man began to drink, smoke and poison more unscrupulously.

A few days ago, I even wanted him to join what he called "divine blessing.".

In this small town, there are many "God believers" like his father Eugene. They get the so-called "divine blessing" by inhaling an unknown powder.

Zhou Yu remembers that he used to envy these people to be blessed by the gods, but now he can clearly realize that it is not a blessing, it is just an invitation ticket to hell.

On the sofa, the plump, greasy man was still sleeping soundly.

Zhou Yu took his knife back into his pocket and went to his room.

He didn't want to kill, he didn't want to make his hands stained with blood for such people.

Close the door, cut off from the heavy wine from the living room.

Zhou Yu put his schoolbag on the ground and then lay down on his single bed.

He was fascinated by the pattern on the ceiling, and his mind drifted back to two weeks ago.

At that time, he just woke up from a coma, and the first thing he saw was a boy with golden hair and blue eyes. His face was young, but he had an indescribable charm, which made him unable to move his eyes.

There was a worried look on the young man's face, asking about his physical condition with concern.

At that time, Zhou Yu really felt that this was really an angel like guy, and people couldn't help liking him.

The young man and his relationship a little closer, impatiently began to introduce themselves, very talkative about their own all poured out.

In fact, if Zhou Yu didn't interrupt in time, he would have burst out his underwear size.

Thinking of the boy who always had a silly smile, Zhou Yu's pale face showed a gentle smile.

That guy named Maurice has always been so cheerful and helpful.

However, even though he had helped a lot of people suffering from campus bullying, none of them came forward to help Morris when he needed help.

For a time, Zhou Yu was very angry, and wanted to drag out those ungrateful and ruthless guys and beat them up, so that they could have a taste of being bullied again.

But Morris stopped him.

He always has a harmless and funny smile, as if he didn't care about all the unfair treatment imposed on him.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yu's eyes became dim.

He sat up from the bed, his eyes dim.

Therefore, it is obvious that he will not reply to his letter.

Morris, who even those guys could forgive, turned him down.

Zhou Yu only felt a little stuffy in his chest. It seemed that a fire was burning in his heart, which made him unbearable.

"Morris..." Zhou Yu read out the name, which had been tossed and turned many times in his heart, gnashing his teeth.

He used to make excuses for Morris's loss of association, such as being kidnapped and giving the wrong address.

But in the end, he still can't continue to cheat himself.

After all, Morris had met him before he left, and they had a fierce fight.

The reason is - Jennie.

The cheerleader, a blonde.

Morris seemed to like Jennie very much, and kept asking him whether he had anything to do with her, for fear that he would take her away. The tone of questioning made him very unhappy.

In addition, Zhou Yu and Morris quarreled with each other and began to have a cold war.

After that, Morris suddenly moved out of here, leaving only a letter with his address in the mailbox in front of his house.

And obviously, that address is fake.

Zhou Yu's eyes were slightly red, and he buried his head in the soft bed again, but his exposed shoulder trembled slightly.

In the clean and narrow room, the black haired boy was lying in bed sulking.

And in the juvenile did not notice the place, the room in the narrow corner, the space began to produce continuous distortion.

It was as if someone was standing in a corner, wondering whether or not to step forward.

I don't know how long, lying on the bed of the black haired boy no longer action, half of the cheek side exposed, exposed some traces of tears on the cheek.

His breath was smooth, and he was obviously in a sweet dream.

At the same time, the room, the original empty corner gradually showed a fuzzy figure, like the ghost in the ghost film, gradually clear.

A charred man stood in the corner, his face was completely changed, only a pair of blue eyes exposed his complex emotions."Sorry, Zhou Yu." A low, hoarse voice sounded with a sense of caution.

The man went to the bed and covered the boy with a quilt to prevent him from catching cold.

He looked at the still thin and distressed teenager, and could not help but stretch out his scarred fingers, trying to touch the friend he had always remembered.

But when he was about to touch the young man's smooth and white cheek, the man suddenly saw his ugly twisted palm and immediately took back his hand.

How can such disgusting ugly oneself touch him!

He took back his fingers and held them together tightly. The man finally took a look at the young man, full of love that he didn't even realize.

"Don't worry, I'll deal with anyone who wants to hurt you."

The hoarse and deep voice is no longer as pleasant as it used to be, but more frightening and frightening.

The man's figure gradually disappeared, and the room returned to its original calm.

I don't know how long, the sky outside the window was completely dark, Zhou Yucai finally woke up from his sleep.

He sat up and looked at the quilt on his body with some doubts in his eyes.

Did he cover himself before he went to bed?

And

Zhou Yu looked around the room and finally stopped at a corner of the room.

I always feel that someone familiar has come.

Zhou Yu got out of bed, went to the window to see the sky, and then turned on the light.

The room was illuminated by bright lights, and every corner was exposed to the light.

When he came to a corner of the room, Zhou Yu looked down at the floor. His green eyes were like a pool, which made people unable to understand the emotion.

On the floor, a black footprints stand out.

Is it a ghost?

Or God? Or both?

Zhou Yu turned to pick up the bag on the edge of the bed and looked at the black fingerprint on it. It was the same color as the footprint.

As if suddenly thought of something, Zhou Yu opened his schoolbag and looked at the things in it.

Textbooks, pencil bags, exercise books - everything was there, except the book with the picture of the God and the letters returned.

What the hell is going on here?

Looking at the black footprint, Zhou Yu frowned.

Who are you?

Thank you very much for your care! Thank you for your support! Thank you little angels for mine! Love you! Thank you very much. Mo Mo Da ~

Little Theater:

Zhou Yu: (with gentle face) Morris is is a very gentle person, always forgiving others.

Morris: (putting away the bloody knife) no, because they're good too! There are no bad people in this world. (with a pure smile)

Paul and Jane: (silently cover the spitting mouth)

nightmare world consciousness: (takes out a large amount of money) here! future! (with a rich smile)

future world consciousness: (life without love. JPG) don't come here, or I will commit suicide! I'm not kidding! (holding up the rope in despair)

supernatural world consciousness: (eating melons in silence) actually, my father had long wanted to ask, where did he get so much money in a nightmare? (curiosity. JPG)

kesulu's world consciousness: (eating melons in silence) Oh, well, it seems that because of his higher level, the samsara died much more, but turned into his nutrition and became a thief's money!

Supernatural world consciousness: (whale eating. JPG) wow, it's a good match for Xiaowei. Xiaowei has been killed many times before it becomes like this!

Future world consciousness: (angry. JPG) say it again next time! I killed myself because I wanted to commit suicide! What's more, I'm really powerful! last! I don't call Xiaowei! (angry to lift the table)

supernatural world consciousness: (with a kind old father smile) everything is OK. You're right, xiaoweiwei ~ (turns to talk to kesulu) Oh, children are too proud ~

future world consciousness: (sniffles) I hear you!